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Spring Morning 2 (Part 2)
Jin-Duan Jichang
Broken ice pins the tip of the hagi buds, and the frozen ridge su comes to the white water.
A few wild clouds could not fly, and the evening wind blew into rain fibers.
!["Ancient Wind" what adds to the poignant, the heavens are made by the dust. Life is less proud, and Fodor is folded because of it. The quinoa bed looked at the Big Dipper, and the jade flute blew into blood. How many people have been subdued in the end? Drum two is more thorough. Five lakes and cuisine, river smoke[fig]](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=)